A Substantial Gift (The Broken Promise)
Episode 1 - March 4, 1982
Leslie Nielsen [Detective Frank Drebin]
Alan North [Captain Ed Hocken]
Rex Hamilton [Abraham Lincoln]
Ed Williams [Ted Olson]
William Duell [Johnny the snitch]
Peter Lupus [Norberg]
Lorne Greene [himself]
Barbara Tarbuck [Mrs Twice]
Terry Wills [Jim]
Terrence Beasor [Dr Zubatsky]
Russell Shannon [Ralph Twice]
Jimmy Briscoe [cop]
Kathryn Leigh Scott [Sally Decker]
Script: Jim Abrahams, David Zucker, Jerry Zucker
Director: Jim Abrahams, David Zucker, Jerry Zucker
Transcribed by: Kenneth Kirkland
INTERIOR OF ACME FINANCE CREDIT UNION
JERRY: Sally, I just can't cover up for you anymore. I'm in this thing way too deep already.
SALLY: Not as deep as I am. Aw, honey, please. My orthodontist is getting anxious. He wants his money.
JIM: Well, tell him you haven't got it. What can he do?
SALLY: What can he do? He'd beat up his own mother when it comes to money. Aw, Jim, please, ya gotta go along with me or I'm in serious trouble.
JIM: I'm sorry, Sally.
SALLY: Please, I only need a couple of more days. By then the rubber bands will be off.
JIM: Yeah, sure. Then next week you'll need a retainer. There's no end to it.
SALLY: Jim, please. One more visit. Just for tightening.
JIM: Sally, I'm sorry. This is it. End of the line.
SALLY: Alright. I'll think of something. I've got to.
JIM: Look, Sally, you know I'd like to help you, but with the auditors coming in, I've got to balance the books.
BELL RINGS, RALPH TWICE ENTERS. SALLY SITS AT HER DESK.
JIM: Good afternoon, sir. May I help you?
TWICE: I'd like to cash this check.
JIM: Payroll check?
TWICE: Yes. I'm with the Luehrmann Tire Company. At least, I used to be. I just got laid off today.
JIM: Well, since this is your first time here, can I see some identification, uhh, Mr. Twice?
TWICE: Yeah, sure. Here's my driver's license.
JIM: Do you have two major credit cards?
SALLY REMOVES A REVOLVER FROM HER DESK DRAWER
JIM: Uhh, thumb print here, please. Now, stand on that line and look directly into the camera. Thank you.
SALLY TAKES HER PURSE FROM HER DESK AND REMOVES ANOTHER REVOLVER
JIM: Now, look to your left and cough. And again.
SALLY LOADS ONE OF THE REVOLVERS
JIM: Now, spread your toes, please. And the other foot. Thank you. Come and see us any time, Mr. Twice.
TWICE TURNS TO LEAVE. SALLY FIRES ONE SHOT. TWICE MUGS IN SLOW MOTION AND FALLS DEAD.
SALLY FIRES AT JIM. JIM SLUMPS OVER THE COUNTER OF THE TELLER WINDOW.
JIM STAMPS PAPERWORK, FILES IT AWAY AND FALLS DEAD. SALLY REMOVES MONEY FROM THE CASH DRAWER. SALLY WIPES A GUN FOR FINGERPRINTS, PLACES IT BESIDE TWICE'S BODY AND SCREAMS
SHOT OF DREBIN AT THE WHEEL OF A CAR
DREBIN (voice over): My name is Sergeant Frank Drebin, detective lieutenant, Police Squad, a special detail of the police department. There'd been a recent wave of gorgeous fashion models found naked and unconscious in laundromats on the west side. Unfortunately, I was assigned to investigate hold-ups of neighborhood credit unions. I was across town doing my laundry when I heard the call on the double killing. It took me twenty minutes to get there. My boss was already on the scene.
DREBIN PARKS CAR IN FRONT OF CREDIT UNION AND KNOCKS OVER TRASH CAN
HOCKEN: Attempted hold-up, Frank. Cashier's the only witness. According to her, the gunman shot the teller, she grabbed the gun and shot the hold-up man.
DREBIN: It's the same m.o. as the others.
HOCKEN: It could be, but this one has an interesting wrinkle. The gunman, Twice, is a good family man with no prior record.
DREBIN: Can I talk to her?
DREBIN AND HOCKEN WALK INSIDE THE CREDIT UNION. EXAMINERS ARE INSPECTING THE CRIME SCENE.
HOCKEN: This is Sally Decker, Frank.
DREBIN: Hello, Miss Decker.
DREBIN: I'm Captain Frank Drebin. I understand you've had a pretty rough time.
SALLY: Yeah, it was pretty bad.
DREBIN TAKES OUT A PACK OF CIGARETTES AND OFFERS ONE TO SALLY
SALLY: Yes, I know.
DREBIN: Well, do you feel up to any questions?
SALLY: I'll try.
DREBIN: Where were you when all of this happened?
SALLY: I was right here at my desk, working.
DREBIN: And when was the first time you noticed something was wrong?
SALLY: Well, when I first heard the shot, and, as I turned, Jim Fell.
HOCKEN: Uhh, he's the teller, Frank.
DREBIN: Jim Fell's the teller?
SALLY: No, Jim Johnson.
DREBIN: Who's Jim Fell?
HOCKEN: He's the auditor, Frank.
SALLY: He had the flu, so Jim filled in.
DREBIN: Phil who?
HOCKEN: Phil Din, he's the night watchman.
SALLY BEGINS CRYING
SALLY: If only Phil had been here!
DREBIN: Alright, now, wait a minute. Now, let me get this straight. Twice came and shot the teller and Jim Fell.
SALLY: No, he only shot the teller, Jim Johnson. Phil is ill.
DREBIN: Ok, then after he shot the teller, you shot Twice.
SALLY: No, I only shot once.
HOCKEN: Twice is the hold-up man.
SALLY: Then I guess I did shoot Twice.
DREBIN: Well, so now you're changing your story.
SALLY: No, I shot twice after Jim fell.
DREBIN: You shot Twice AND Jim Fell?
SALLY: No, Jim fell first and then I shot Twice once.
DREBIN: Well who fired twice?
HOCKEN: He's the owner of the tire company, Frank.
DREBIN: Ok. Now Once is the owner of the tire company and he fired Twice. Then Twice shot the teller once.
DREBIN: And Jim fell and then you fired twice.
DREBIN: Ok. Alright. That'll be all for now, Miss Decker.
HOCKEN: We'll need you to make a formal statement down at the station.
SALLY: Oh, of course.
DREBIN: You've been very helpful. We think we know how he did it.
SALLY: Oh, Howie couldn't have done it. He hasn't been in for Weeks.
DREBIN: Well, thank you again, Miss Decker.
DREBIN (to HOCKEN): Weeks?
HOCKEN: Sol Weeks. He's the comptroller, Frank.
EXTERIOR OF THE POLICE STATION. DREBIN PARKS HIS CAR AND GOES INSIDE
DREBIN (voice over): Sally Decker told a convincing story. I thought she would make a good witness if the case ever came to trial. But somehow, something didn't sit right. I drove back to Police Squad to see what homicide and the lab boys had picked up.
INTERIOR OF THE CRIME LAB
OLSON: So, Billy, when the moisture in the air comes in contact with the cold pitcher, it forms water droplets. What we call condensation. Just like on your mother, when she gets out of the shower, glistening with tiny little beads of . . .
OLSON: Oh, hi, Frank. That'll be all for today, Billy. Next week we'll look into some interesting experiments we can do with discarded swimwear.
BILLY: Gee, thanks Mr. Olson. Bye.
DREBIN: Did you come up with anything, Ted?
OLSON: Well, we got the coroner's report on the depth of penetration of the bullet in Jim Johnson's body. If the hold-up man had been where Sally Decker said, the bullet should have penetrated deeper. Let me show you what we did. These guns are identical to the one that killed Jim Johnson. Watch carefully as I test fire this gun into these video tapes of Barbara Walter's interviews.
OLSON FIRES A REVOLVER
OLSON: As you can see, it completely destroys the Burt Reynolds interview, and everything from, from Bo Derek to Paul Newman. But only up to the point where Barbara asks him, "Is it difficult to love?". Now let me show you what happens when the gun is fired from three feet, which is the distance Sally claims the shots were fired from.
OLSON FIRES THE SECOND REVOLVER
OLSON: Notice, complete destruction right up to the point where she asks Katherine Hepburn what kind of tree she'd like to be.
DAYTIME SHOT OF DREBIN AT THE WHEEL OF A CAR
DREBIN (voice over): Our next stop was a neighborhood known as Little Italy. A criminal investigation seldom follows a straightforward, clear cut course. This one was obviously no exception. I felt we had to talk with Ralph Twice's widow to see how much she knew.
INTERIOR OF THE TWICE HOUSEHOLD
MRS TWICE: Oh, please, go away. Please go away. I don't want to answer any more of your questions.
DREBIN: We're sorry to bother you at a time like this, Mrs. Twice. We would have come earlier, but your husband wasn't dead then.
MRS TWICE: Ralph was such a good man. Who could have done such a horrible thing!
HOCKEN: Did he owe any money, doctor bills, gambling debts, book-of-the-month club?
MRS TWICE: No, nothing. Just two more payments on our solar telescope. Oh, poor Ralph. Do you know what it's like to be married to a wonderful man for fourteen years.
DREBIN: No, I can't say that I do. I did, uhh, live with a guy once, though, but that was just for a couple of years. Usual slurs, rumors, innuendoes, people didn't understand. Ran him out of town like a common pygmy.
MRS TWICE SOBS
HOCKEN: Did he have any enemies?
MRS TWICE: Well, the Democrats didn't like him.
DREBIN: Sure, he was a physical education major, but he had a mind, he could think. He wasn't all muscle, all body, all sinewy limbs. He got married, you know, later. Had three kids. Never cared for her. Sent a nice gift, never got a note.
HOCKEN: I know this is a long shot, but did he ever eat chop suey?
MRS TWICE: Why, no, no he never did.
HOCKEN: It was just a hunch.
DREBIN: I told him she was wrong. And that youngest boy. Just like his father. Football hero. Lived with him for a year. Wasn't the same. Can't go back.
MRS TWICE: Oh, poor Ralph. And what about my daughter? What am I gonna tell her?
HOCKEN: Yeah, you're gonna have to tell her something. Tell her he went on a long trip.
DREBIN: Ah, wait a minute. How about a big monster came and took him to daddy heaven?
MRS TWICE WAILS
HOCKEN: How about this? He threw himself on a grenade and saved a battalion. Yeah, that's it.
DREBIN: No, no, wait a minute. He was killed be left wing insurgents from Paraguay.
MRS TWICE WAILS
DREBIN: No, Bolivia.
HOCKEN: I got it. I got it. He was traded to the Cubs for Reggie Jackson.
EXTERIOR OF THE POLICE STATION. DREBIN WALKS PAST A FIRE HYDRANT AND BUMPS INTO A LAMPPOST
DREBIN (voice over): No further progress was made in the next ten hours. The following morning, I reported back to Police Squad.
INTERIOR OF SQUAD ROOM
DREBIN (voice over): About ten o'clock, Sally Decker dictated a formal statement. She said the hold-up man had come in once before to extort protection money.
HOCKEN: No new?
DREBIN: Nothing. Anything here?
HOCKEN: Not until we get the lab reports.
AL: I've got them right here, chief. Reports on our A.P.B., negative. R & I rundown on Twice, negative. Fingerprint identification, negative.
DREBIN: Well, if he's crooked, he sure had a lot of people fooled.
HOCKEN: What about the final autopsy report on Johnson and Twice, they should rest in peace?
DREBIN: Yeah, anything unusual there?
AL: Yeah. Take a look at that section on bullet penetration.
HOCKEN: Hmmm. According to this, the bullet canals in both bodies took an upward course.
DREBIN: And they were standing face to face. Just a few feet apart.
DREBIN LEANS FORWARD OVER HIS DESK
DREBIN: Get me Pete Prusing at Homicide. Tell him I want to meet him and a few of his men down at the Acme Credit Union.
COP (dwarf): Right away, sir.
ACT TWO: YANKEES ONE
INTERIOR OF THE CREDIT UNION
DREBIN: Now, Prusing, move closer, slowly.
PRUSING WALKS FORWARD WITH A TAPE MEASURE ATTACHED TO A REVOLVER
DREBIN: All right, that's it. This is the approximated distance the two men were apart when the shots were fired. Now McBean, you're gonna be the teller. Prusing, you're Ralph Twice. The tape indicates the path the bullet took. Alright. Hold-up man enters, demands money and fires.
PRUSING FIRES AND MCBEAN FALLS DEAD
DREBIN (voice over): I spent most of the afternoon trying to determine the possible angles from which the bullets might have been fired. Re-enactment of a crime in this way can be a helpful tool in a criminal investigation.
PRUSING FIRES AT THE NEXT TELLER STAND-IN WHO FALLS DEAD
DREBIN: The teller had his back turned and then the gunman fired.
SOUND OF ANOTHER SHOT AND ANOTHER MAN FALLS DEAD
DREBIN: A ricochet.
SOUND OF ANOTHER SHOT AND ANOTHER MAN FALLS DEAD
DREBIN (voice over): After several hours I had some interesting theories but still nothing conclusive. When my boss I gave him the information, but I knew I needed more answers. And I had an idea where I could get some.
EXTERIOR SCENE OF A SHOESHINE STAND
A CUSTOMER GETS UP, LEAVES AND DREBIN TAKES A SEAT
DREBIN: What's the word on the street, Johnny?
JOHNNY: I don't know. I hear a lot of things. Pick a topic
DREBIN: Do you know anything about the double killings at the Acme Credit Union?
DREBIN HANDS JOHNNY A FOLDED BILL
JOHNNY: You're barking up the wrong tree with this Ralph Twice. He's a good family man and makes a decent living. It wasn't his fault he got fired from the tire company, but who could predict that Brazil would cut off the rubber supply. They're nationalizing the industry in two weeks, so he would've gotten his job back, anyway. Now, Sally Decker, that's another story. She used to be Joe Serla's girl until she got involved in the numbers. Before you knew it, she was up to her pretty little neck in penny ante bunco scams.
DREBIN HANDS JOHNNY ANOTHER FOLDED BILL
DREBIN: Where do I located this Serla?
JOHNNY TAKES A BUSINESS CARD AND HANDS IT TO DREBIN
JOHNNY: He's working at this address.
DREBIN: Thanks, Johnny.
DREBIN GETS UP AND LEAVES. A PRIEST SITS DOWN.
PRIEST: What do you know about life after death?
JOHNNY: I wouldn't know anything about it.
PRIEST HANDS JOHNNY A FOLDED BILL
JOHNNY: You talking existential being or anthrpomorphic deity?
NIGHTTIME EXTERIOR OF DREBIN DRIVING A CAR
DREBIN (voice over): After taking care of an urgent personal matter, I proceeded directly to the address Johnny had given me. It turned out to be one of those all-night wicker places.
DREBIN APPROACHES A MAN OUTSIDE A STORE
DREBIN (voice over): Serla had done some time years earlier for a minor offense. He was one of those guys who had come up through the school of hard knocks. Eventually, he admitted that he and Sally had been long-time acquaintances. She had come to him recently to ask for money to pay off an oral debt. The orthodontist needed the money. Serla had done what he could for her. Fortunately, he had remembered the dentist's name, Dr. Robert Zubatsky.
INTERIOR SCENE OF AN ORTHODONTIST'S WAITING ROOM
DREBIN (voice over): Zubatsky's office was located in Foxpoint Heights, a fashionable area of town where foreign imports and two-martini lunches were the order of the day. His clientelle were the sons and daughters of the priveleged. I decided it might be a good time to have my teeth checked.
MISS FRENZELLE: Mr. Drebin, Dr. Zubatsky will see you now.
DREBIN PUTS DOWN HIS MAGAZINE AND GETS UP
MISS FRENZELLE: That's the second door on your left, Mr. Drebin. You're next, Carl.
INTERIOR SCENE OF THE ORTHODONTIST'S OPERATING ROOM
DREBIN IS IN THE CHAIR WITH VARIOUS IMPLEMENTS IN HIS MOUTH
DR. ZUBATSKY: As soon as this impression is complete, we'll know a lot more, Mr. Drebin. Are those x-rays ready, Miss Frenzelle?
MISS FRENZELLE: Yes, doctor. Would you like to take a look?
DR. ZUBATSKY: Yes, I would.
FRENZELLE AND ZUBATSKY LEAVE THE OFFICE. DREBIN GETS UP AND GOES THROUGH A FILE CABINET LOOKING FOR SALY DECKER'S RECORDS AND SITS BACK DOWN. ZUBATSKY ENTERS THE ROOM.
ZUBATSKY: Alright. Let's get started, shall we?
DREBIN MUMBLES INCOHERENTLY THROUGH THE IMPLEMENTS.
ZUBATSKY: Sally Decker? Sally Decker? That name rings a bell. Huh. No, I can't place her.
DREBIN MUMBLES AGAIN
ZUBATSKY: Look, I'm telling you, I don't know her.
DREBIN MUMBLES AGAIN
ZUBATSKY: Alright, I know her. She was a patient of mine. Her lower left quadrant was all messed up. That's all I . . .
DREBIN GRABS ZUBATSKY BY THE SMOCK, PUSHES HIM AGAINST THE WALL AND MUMBLES
ZUBATSKY: Ok. Ok. Now, look. She's a good, good, good-looking dame. We went out, had laughs, a couple of drinks but that's the whole story.
DREBIN SLAPS ZUBATSKY AND MUMBLES MORE FORCEFULLY
ZUBATSKY: Look. Look. I don't need trouble. I'll cooperate. My god, you're an animal.
DREBIN (mumbling and spitting): I am not an animal! I am a human being!
EXTERIOR DAYLIGHT SCENE OF DREBIN'S CAR DRIVING DOWN A CITY STREET
DREBIN (voice over): Zubatsky's information pointed in the same direction: Sally Decker. The pieces were now coming together, but they still weren't enough. We needed something more for a conviction. I stopped back at Police Squad to set the trap.
INTERIOR SCENE OF AN ELEVATOR
DREBIN (voice over): When I got to the elevator, my boss was already on the scene.
HOCKEN: Any luck with the dentist, Frank?
DREBIN: Sally paid him up in full one day after the double killing and theft.
A WOMAN IN STREET CLOTHES EXITS THE ELEVATOR INTO A HOTEL LOBBY AND A WOMAN IN A SWIMMING SUIT AND CAP ENTERS
HOCKEN: How do you know that?
DREBIN: I went through his files. Sally was seeing Zubatsky, six years, maybe seven. Eight times a year, always in arrears. And suddenly twenty-four hours after the killings, she's paid up in full.
THE ELEVATOR DOORS OPEN ONTO A SWIMMING POOL AND THE WOMAN EXITS
HOCKEN: Well, it looks like she's in this thing up to her pretty little ears.
THE WOMAN DIVES INTO THE POOL
HOCKEN: Was the dentist cooperative?
DREBIN: Yeah, he gave us plenty of rope. Now we have to see if we can get Sally to stick her head into the noose.
INTERIOR SCENE OF THE SQUAD ROOM
DREBIN PICKS UP HIS TELEPHONE, DIALS A NUMBER AND PLACES A HANDKERCHIEF OVER THE RECEIVER
DREBIN: Hello, Sally. This is Dr. Zubatsky. I need to talk to you.
SALLY: Sorry, Beazie, we're through. I paid you in full. I've made an appointment with another orthodontist.
DREBIN: That's right, Sally, you did pay me. I have the money right here. Fresh from the mint. Traceable. You wanta talk?
SALLY: Yeah, ok. You win.
DREBIN: Half an hour. Corner of Cherry and Galena.
DREBIN HANGS UP THE PHONE
HOCKEN: What was the phony phone call about?
DREBIN: Just socializing. Talked to our little friend Sally Decker.
HOCKEN: Outside of the fact that she paid off the dentist, we still have no real proof and no motive.
DREBIN STANDS UP AND CLIPS HIS HOLSTER ONTO HIS BELT
DREBIN: Well, I say dipping into the till for twelve hundred dollars is a pretty good motive.
HOCKEN: Not enough, Frank. We'll need more.
DREBIN: Don't worry. I've got a date with her.
HOCKEN: Frank. One thing. Now, if you're right, she's already killed two men. You better watch your step.
DREBIN NODS, EXITS, CLOSES THE DOOR AND GETS CAUGHT IN A SNARE
NIGHTTIME EXTERIOR, CORNER OF CHERRY AND GALENA STREETS
SALLY WAITS ANXIOUSLY AS DREBIN COMES OUT A DOOR BEHIND HER. SALLY SPOTS DREBIN.
SALLY: Sergeant Drebin!
DREBIN: Well, Sally. You waiting for someone?
SALLY: I was just about to leave.
DREBIN: That's the trouble with doctors. They always keep you waiting.
SALLY: I don't know what you're talking about.
DREBIN TAKES SALLY BY THE ARM AND LEADS HER TO A BUS STOP BENCH
DREBIN: Come on over here and sit down and I'll tell you. I've been doing some checking up, Sally, and it doesn't add up.
SALLY: What do you mean, lieutenant?
DREBIN: I don't think that Twice shot Johnson.
SALLY: I don't understand. I was there when it happened.
DREBIN: I think that you took the money, to pay your orthodontist.
SALLY: Oh, Captain Drebin, that just isn't true!
DREBIN: You knew it was just a matter of time. You knew that, until the payoff was discovered.
SALLY: But that's impossible! I've haven't ever been involved in anything so heinous.
DREBIN: Yes, that's right. Sally Decker has no record. But Sally was formerly Babs Caltrane, notorious gun runner in Memphis. Only difference is, Babs has red hair!
DREBIN PULLS OFF SALLY'S BLONDE WIG TO REVEAL RED HAIR
DREBIN: Before that, she was a brunette hitman named Zazou Pitts.
DREBIN PULLS OFF SALLY'S RED WIG TO REVEAL BLACK, WAVY HAIR
DREBIN: And before that she sang backup for Aretha Franklin.
DREBIN PULLS OFF SALLY'S BLACK WIG TO REVEAL AN AFRO
SALLY BEGINS TO STAND UP
SALLY: Alright, Frank. Did your research reveal that I did a stint with the Marines, and re-upped!
SALLY PULLS A REVOLVER FROM HER PURSE AND PULLS OFF HER AFRO WIG TO REVEAL SHORT-CROPPED HAIR
DREBIN: No, I can't say that I did.
DREBIN KNOCKS THE GUN FROM SALLY'S HAND. SALLY THROWS THE RED WIG ON DREBIN'S FACE
SALLY RUNS BEHIND A TRASH CAN. DREBIN STRUGGLES WITH THE WIG AND THEN TOSSES IT ASIDE. DREBIN TAKES COVER BEHIND THE BUS STOP BENCH. DREBIN AND SALLY EXCHANGE SEVERAL SHOTS OF GUNFIRE SEPARATED BY ABOUT EIGHT FEET. DREBIN PICKS UP A BULLHORN.
DREBIN (through bullhorn): Sally! Sally Decker! This is the police! You are surrounded! Throw down your gun and surrender! You do not have a chance!
SALLY TRIES TO FIRE BUT HER GUN IS EMPTY. SHE THROWS THE REVOLVER AT DREBIN. DREBIN TRIES TO FIRE AND DISCOVERS THAT HIS GUN IS EMPTY. HE THROWS IT AT SALLY. DREBIN AND SALLY PELT EACH OTHER WITH PISTOLS. A SQUAD CAR ARRIVES AND HOCKEN GETS OUT OF THE PASSENGER SIDE. HE GRABS SALLY AS SHE ATTEMPTS TO FLEE DREBIN. TWO UNIFORMED OFFICERS APPROACH.
HOCKEN: Alright, Sally. You're under arrrest. Sergeant, take her away and book her.
DREBIN SHAKES THE HANDS OF THE UNIFORMED OFFICERS
DREBIN: Sergeant Takeraway. Sergeant Booker.
HOCKEN: Well, that was some pretty fancy police work, Frank. I know you got Sally's record from R & I, but how did you know she handled the loan office heist.
DREBIN: Just a little hunch back at the office.
HOCKEN: Thought so. I brought that little hunchback with me. Charlie, come out here.
A SHORT, HUNCHBACKED MAN APPROACHES AND SHAKES DREBIN'S HAND
DREBIN: Charlie! Good going.
SQUAD ROOM INTERIOR
HOCKEN: Hiya, Frank.
DREBIN: Hey, Ed. I just got back from the arraignment.
DREBIN REMOVES HIS SUIT COAT AND TWO BANDOLIERS
DREBIN: Sally Deckers's going to have to get her teeth straightened in the Statesville Prison from now on.
AL APPROACHES, EATING A BANANA
AL: And there'll be plenty of time to do it, too.
DREBIN: You've got something on the side of your mouth, Al. No, no, no, the other side.
ONE THIRD OF A BANANA FALLS ONTO DREBIN'S DESK
HOCKEN: You know, Frank, there's one thing I still don't understand. Now how did you know that the money Sally gave to Dr. Zubatsky wasn't traceable?
DREBIN (chuckling): I didn't. But neither did Sally!
FAKE FREEZE FRAME